Daydream Lane

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A friend shared this email story with me..

 This is a terrific idea…. 

One day I had a date with friends for lunch. Mae, a little old “blue
 hair” about 80 years old, came along with them—all in all, a pleasant
 bunch.
When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and
 soups, except for Mae who said, “Ice Cream, please. Two scoops,
 chocolate.”

 I wasn’t sure my ears heard right, and the others were aghast. “Along
with heated apple pie,” Mae added, completely unabashed.
 We tried to act quite nonchalant, as if people did this all the time.
But when our orders were brought out, I didn’t enjoy mine.
 I couldn’t take my eyes off Mae as her pie a-la-mode went down. The
 other ladies showed dismay. They ate their lunches silently and frowned.

 The next time I went out to eat, I called and invited Mae. I lunched on
 white meat tuna. She ordered a parfait. I smiled. She asked if she
 amused me.
 I answered, “Yes, you do, but also you confuse me.
 
How come you order rich desserts, while I feel I must be sensible? She
 laughed and said, with wanton mirth, “I’m tasting all that is Possible.
 
I try to eat the food I need, and do the things I should…. But life’s
 so short, my friend, I hate missing out on something good.
 This year I realized how old I was. (She grinned) I haven’t been this
 old before.”
 ”So, before I die, I’ve got to try those things that for years I had
 ignored.
 I haven’t smelled all the flowers yet.. There are too many books I
 haven’t read. There’s more fudge sundaes to wolf down and kites to be
flown overhead.
 
There are many malls I haven’t shopped. I’ve not laughed at all the
 jokes. I’ve missed a lot of Broadway hits and potato chips and cokes. 
I want to wade again in water and feel ocean spray on my face. I want to
 sit in a country church once more and thank God for His grace.
 I want peanut butter every day spread on my morning toast. I want
un-timed long distance calls to the folks I love the most.

 I haven’t cried at all the movies yet, or walked in the morning rain. I
 need to feel wind in my hair. I want to fall in love again.
 So, if I choose to have dessert, instead of having dinner, then should I
 die before night fall, I’d say I died a winner, because I missed out on
 nothing. I filled my heart’s desire. I had that final chocolate mousse
 before my life expired.”

With that, I called the waitress over.. “I’ve changed my mind, ” I said.
“I want what she is having, only add some more whipped cream!”